Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

13 is a very taboo number in the West, whether it is a date or a simple number, it is criticized by people.

The vanity sect mentioned by Father Tony is based on 13 people, and everyone wears a mask, which is weird no matter how you look at it.

This sect seems to be in opposition to the church.

It seems to be hiding in the dark, observing the world as a bystander.

But it's clear that the Vanity Cults have their own agenda.

Du Wei couldn't help thinking to himself: Vanity is a kind of desire, knowledge, status, status, money, and maintaining self-esteem at the psychological level in a false way, so as to be satisfied.

A mask is a rigid, false self.

The longer you wear the mask of vanity, the more you will become dependent on it, and once you take it off, it will hurt your muscles and bones.

The people of the Vanity Cult are characterized by masks...

And I have two masks, one with only eyes, and one without facial features.

"Will there be a connection?"

Du Wei asked himself silently in his heart.

Tom, who was on the side, showed a very strange smile at this time.

Even, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing this, Du Wei and Father Tony couldn't help asking, "What are you laughing at?"

Tom said hehe: "When I was on duty in Ororan District last time, the girls in the red light district over there liked to wear masks to perform."

"This Vanity Sect also likes to wear masks, tsk tsk, it sounds very confusing..."

Hearing this, Du Wei looked at Tom blankly.

But Father Tony was dumbfounded: "Officer Tom, you know a lot."

Tom said proudly: "Don't worry, I will definitely take you to see and see if I have a chance in the future."

Du Wei was speechless: "You'd better go by yourself."

He didn't want to continue the subject of the Vanity Sect.

After all, since the church is unwilling to investigate, it means that the Vanity Sect will cause a lot of trouble.

I don't have the motivation to contact them, so it's better to meddle less.

...

8pm.

Du Wei drove back to the psychological counseling clinic.

Under the night.

The entire clinic was shrouded in darkness, revealing a faintly gloomy aura, which made people want to avoid it involuntarily.

Seeing this, Du Wei frowned. He was carrying a bag and a black umbrella in his left hand.

"It seems that none of you are running around."

To be precise, it was the black shadow and the antique clock that didn't run around. As for Annabelle, she couldn't leave the mounting cabinet voluntarily since she lost the last bet.

Think about it.

Du Wei reached into his pocket and took out the original mask. As long as he put on this mask, he could temporarily use some of the evil spirit Du Wei's abilities.

Of course it's a weakened version...

However, it should be enough to deal with Sombra.

yay...

The door was pushed open.

It was pitch black in the room.

Due to the fact that it has been raining in New York in recent days, the indoor air is relatively cloudy and the temperature has dropped relatively much.

So instead of closing the door, he intended to breathe.

call……

A gust of wind blew by, and it was a little cold.

In the state of spiritual vision, Du Wei glanced around blankly, and finally stopped at the stairs.

There, a pair of bloodshot eyes were silently staring at him in the darkness.

full of malice...

On the wall, the antique clock is still the same as before, without any changes, but inexplicably, it feels a lot more depressed.

Hanging in the framing cabinet next to it, the Annabelle doll slowly turned her head and kept her head still.

Du Wei didn't seem to have heard of it. After he pressed the light switch, he walked to the sofa as if nothing had happened, and put his backpack on the coffee table.

Unzip.

A red balloon came into view, the red was dazzling, as if it was covered with a layer of blood.

Inside the balloon, there is a faint silhouette of a clown.

But it was like a leak, and the whole balloon was one size smaller than before.

"I don't know when you will be able to return to the original."

Du Wei said something lightly, then stretched out his right hand and took it out.

The moment the balloon is exposed to the air...

boom!

The door of the psychological consultation clinic was shut heavily, and the extremely depressive cold atmosphere permeated directly, and the shadows in those corners also spread wildly like living things.

A dark shadow appeared behind the sofa.

The bloodshot eyes stared at Du Wei. It seemed that it thought this was an opportunity, so it stretched out its hand and grabbed Du Wei's head.

According to Sombra's killing habits, as long as it grabs the head, it will twist it off.

But suddenly.

A hand grabbed Black Shadow violently.

Du Wei turned his head and slowly put on the mask, a creepy aura emerged quietly.

There are many cracks on the surface of the mask, but it feels very solid, and it is not as likely to break at any time as before.

In the eyes of the mask, the dark pupils are cold and sharp, without any emotional fluctuations.

He stood up gracefully, looked down at the black shadow, and said in an inexplicable tone: "Do you know? The masked evil spirit I made was killed by another me."

"The clown card representing the game has also been assimilated by another me."

"I lost two hole cards."

"So now I plan to make another masked evil spirit."

"I think you are very suitable."

With an indifferent voice, he doesn't feel like a human at all, more like Du Wei, the evil spirit.

Memory synchronization and wearing a mask borrowed the ability of the evil spirit Du Wei, and he was more or less affected.

Of course, the influence is mutual, and the evil spirit Du Wei cannot avoid it.

And the black shadow seemed to be frightened by Du Wei's words, its eyes were bloodshot, and it trembled to break free.

But it didn't work at all.

The evil spirit's right hand firmly grasped it, even though the resistance was very strong, it still held tightly.

next second.

With a wave of Du Wei's left hand, another mask without facial features floated in the air strangely, and he grabbed it.

Beside, a sharp knife also quietly emerged.

"Let me change your face."

The voice just fell.

The black shadow seemed to feel the approach of death, and its body made of only shadows immediately fell like dissolved water.

Du Wei squinted his eyes, and an inexplicable fluctuation flickered.

The black shadow was directly frozen.

At this time, its entire body had already dissolved, and most of it slid down to the ground and merged into the shadows. A part of it was held tightly by Du Wei, and it was impossible to escape.

This is one of the abilities of Du Wei, the evil spirit. People and ghosts will be immobilized.

The shadow was trembling.

Du Wei held another mask and slowly covered its face.

As long as he successfully puts a mask on the black shadow, Du Wei can cut off its face and put it back into a blank mask.

And the newly created masked evil spirit will definitely be even stronger.

The most important thing is that it will not be obliterated by the evil spirit Du Wei with a look.

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